I’m waiting for the sun to come up over the yardarm. Then it can shine in my window.
My goodness, but the skies have been quite busy with helicopters this morning. One flew over when I was on my way to the clubhouse, and one flew over right after I got back from Wally’s, and one went over just now. All in the same direction, so I’m wondering what’s going on.
Ohwell. I will probably never know.
In a bit, I’ll go have another breathing treatment and from then, the day is mine. Oh. Wait. I have to fold and put away the clothes that weren’t on hangers. THEN the day is mine! LOL!
Carpe the snot out of the diem!
I’m back from Weight Watchers. Elen tried to persuade me that being at school all day would be bad for her ankle, therefore I should drive her over after lunch for her first class and pick her up afterward. “You can just sit there,” I said.
Something stirring at Nellis?
Or is the Bureau of incompetent Land Management invading another ranch?